◎Still Life·Summertime Fragranceby Mei Yiran tr. Lush Greenness All night We deify ourselves unknowingly Just for one theme— Raised breasts. A piece of still life Displays tranquilly in the showcase of our body. As women We can hardly ignore the practical trait of the organ Therefore We make use of a man— This young animal’s hands To harvest the moonlight on the summer windowsill And the sparkling beads of sweat as well. Thus We take along our pure biotic yearnings Into this transiently sweet yet ageless Darkness.